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The Little Burgundy Dress

I first saw this dress in September but did not buy it, but now that it was on sale for a bargain I could not help but buy it. The funny thing is that I had to buy it in size 34, whaaaat? Nowadays I'm size a 36, I used to be 38, or even slightly bigger, I must admit, so I was rather shocked... in the best way :) I think this little number is perfect for the party season.

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